painting on screen
grafiti in street
Between Anise and Absinthe
Walking alone through
Sober this way
Only with my thought
Remember what you say
I swear I was moved.
But I'm still thinking
I swear, I wasn’t loosed
Now, I’m here suffering
But I'm forgetting you this way
In so little time of away
So, I go my way
Joining the pieces of this
destination
Mute and silent just feeling
sensation
The fragrance of a feminine scent
domination
But I'm forgetting you this way
In so little time, I go away
Drunk, inhaling the absinthe anise.
Maybe a dream, I realized.
Dib.
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